My lord, spare his life!

【Should we craft "a bloodstained garment"?】

[Confirm Synthesis]

[Description of the item "A Bloodstained Garment": This was an expensive women's silk robe, exquisitely embroidered, and not something an ordinary wealthy family could afford. Now, it and its owner were violently severed with a blunt weapon, becoming a vessel for blood and filth.]

Out of boredom, Zhang Yang combined the fragments of the blood-stained clothes into a new garment.

I stared at the item description for a long time.

Every inch has its advantages, and every foot has its disadvantages.

She was terrible at things that required meticulous analysis; just looking at them gave her a headache. Zhang Yang sought help from the sidelines: "Shude, do you know why I was hacked to pieces with a blunt instrument, hanged from a roof beam, and then my head was moved?"

Who hates "themselves" so much?

Not content with cutting off the arm, they also wanted to cut it into three pieces?

Killing people wasn't enough; they also had to hang them from the roof beams?

One blood-stained garment was transformed into more than thirty pieces.

Not far away, Shen Zhi's back stiffened unnaturally for a moment, and even the name above his head changed color rapidly. In the darkness, she heard the suppressed emotion in his calm voice: "Does Your Highness seek revenge?"

Zhang Yang said, "You should know how you died and why you died, so that you can carefully decide what to do next."

Considering the missions players have participated in within the game, Zhang Yang couldn't honestly claim that the players involved in the storyline were entirely innocent. In the game's missions, it wasn't uncommon for players to be manipulated into committing accidental, wrongful, or unjust killings, leading to tragedies.

Who knows what players did in the Homestead side quests?

Shen Zhi remained silent for a while.

"I don't know either, but I can guess a bit."

"Was it done by the rebels?"

I remember Shen Zhi mentioning the rebels before.

Shen Zhi shook his head and said, "They might not be rebels."

Zhang Yang sensed a deeper meaning in his words.

"Do you have suspicions about the target?"

Shen Zhichao looked over at Zhang Yang, and the electric light shone on half of his face, revealing the complexity hidden in his eyes.

"It could also be betrayal."

Zhang Yang carefully pondered the deeper meaning behind those words.

Shen Zhi continued, "Although Your Highness has lost your memory and has no recollection of the past, there are still some things you should know. Your Highness's reputation is extremely bad, and he is tyrannical. Given that you are currently fleeing, it's hard to guarantee that no one will harbor evil intentions."

When they were still princes and nobles, they could naturally act arrogantly and domineeringly.

But when a tiger falls into the plains, who is willing to continue to endure it?

At least in Shen Zhi's view, he deserved to die.

Unfortunately, the person did not die.

Shen Zhi sighed inwardly.

Tsk, how come he's still not dead after all this?

Zhang Yang sensed that something was wrong.

Over the past ten years, she has observed at least a thousand to ten thousand players. They do indeed enjoy all kinds of violent brawls on weekdays, with brawls inside the base on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays, brawls outside the base on Tuesdays and Thursdays, and on Saturdays and Sundays, they go to besiege infected monsters and zombies. If they win, they go and loot the corpses of the defeated. They also often act recklessly in the main storyline of the game.

However, none of this has anything to do with a bad reputation or being tyrannical.

In fact, the player has an excellent reputation.

They are honored guests at the bases of various factions and gangs.

Wherever he goes, he is always surrounded by friends.

She suspects that the Homestead side quest might be an independent storyline designed by the game's planners, which has appeared in previous version updates.

If it were a standalone storyline, everything would make sense.

Zhang Yang also realized why Shen Zhi occasionally harbored murderous intent.

He truly hated "himself" and wished "himself" were dead. However, Zhang Yang didn't entirely believe him.

Who knows how much of what he said was true and how much was false?

The thunderstorm lasted all night, only turning into a light drizzle the next day.

Zhang Yang tore off a long strip from the blood-stained clothes to use as a belt, straightened the clothes, and woke up Shen Zhi, who had only fallen asleep late at night. While Shen Zhi slept, the energetic Zhang Yang thoroughly searched the dilapidated house, stuffing everything with descriptions into his game inventory. Yesterday's torrential rain and darkness had obstructed visibility, so Zhang Yang only discovered the problem during the day.

Outside, all you can see is a stretch of yellow earth.

There wasn't a single patch of green to be seen.

After resting for half the night, Shen Zhi's complexion was better than yesterday.

"What is Your Highness looking at?"

Why can't I see any green plants?

In the game, the human settlements, large and small, are all made of reinforced concrete, with streets so narrow that only one person can pass at a time. While the fallen cities outside the bases are dilapidated, their lush vegetation is far more comforting than the oppressive and cold bases. Why aren't there any green plants here?

Shen Zhi's answer sounded weak.

"Because they were all cut down."

Even with amnesia, he's still just as despicable. How can anyone so casually utter the phrase "Why don't they eat meat porridge?"

"Cut them all down? Why cut them down?"

Zhang Yang chased after him and asked.

"Commoners cook with fire, while nobles undertake grand construction projects."

Given Zhang Yang's limited education, she could only deliberately ignore the second half of the sentence: "Can't gas stoves and induction cookers be used?"

"What are gas stoves and induction cookers, these royal items?" These terms were unfamiliar to Shen Zhi, but by breaking them down, he could guess the uses of the two items: "Ordinary families have difficulty starting fires, so how could they afford the precious items Your Highness speaks of?"

Zhang Yang: "..."

Are those things very precious?

She often heard the observation subjects in the wild complain about the game's outdated era, saying that it was such an era that they were still using such clumsy and inefficient cooking tools. Zhang Yang silently pushed the era of the homestead side quest forward again, while following Shen Zhi barefoot.

Shen Zhi had noticed long ago that her feet were bare.

But he didn't meddle and give up his shoes.

He had heard his elder brother say many times that this noblewoman's shoes were worth more than the people's hard-earned money; she was extravagant and insatiable, yet still not satisfied. Upon arriving in her fiefdom, she would unleash a series of bloody storms, giving the rebels an opportunity to exploit. Some of the suffering she deserved was deserved.

As noon approached, the two finally crossed a mountain.

Zhang Yang didn't ask him where he was taking her at first.

However, she soon had to take care of it.

She grabbed Shen Zhi's wrist and forcefully dragged him back towards her, while simultaneously grabbing his throat with her other hand before he could react: "Shen Shude, are you taking me to my death?"

Shen Zhi frowned impatiently: "What's wrong with you?"

He soon realized that Zhang Yang wasn't going crazy.

Their position was very advantageous; they could easily see the scene at the foot of the mountain, while those at the foot of the mountain could not detect their presence. Shen Zhiyi's expression changed upon seeing the flags at the foot of the mountain, while in Zhang Yang's eyes, it was all densely packed red names.

She had only ever seen such a spectacular wave of red names on Saturdays and Sundays.

A huge number of red names will appear from anywhere.

Shen Zhi lowered his voice, as if afraid of being overheard by a third party.

"These are all rebel troops."

Zhang Yang lowered his voice to echo, "Coming for me?"

No, is this scale meant to treat her like a boss?

Not long after the words were spoken, the troops, who had been regrouping, resumed their movements, and celestial phenomena—the Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermilion Bird, and Black Tortoise—appeared in succession above their ranks. Zhang Yang couldn't help but gasp in astonishment, exclaiming, "How much money did they spend on these special effects?"